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Hello, my name is Judas Gutenberg and this is my blaag (pronounced as you would the vomit noise "hyroop-bleuach").



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   sweet and not sweet black bean tempeh stew
Monday, October 5 2020
It was hard to do any work with all the news coming in today. In culminated with a gasping Trump trying to channel Mussolini on a White House balcony. No, I am not making this up.
My guts were a little out of sorts from the way I'd spent my Sunday, and it helped to take a little break this evening to salvage some firewood from west of the Farm Road. This consisted of dry white pine I'd felled some time ago in pieces that I could drag home and buck into stove-length pieces. While wielding my 120 volt electric chainsaw, I further processed some of the unprocessed firewood that has been piled in front of the garage for months.
Powerful made another of his weird stews again this evening, this one comprised of broccoli, black beans, and tempeh, served with a side of rice. He actually had to make two different batches of curry, since he could tell as he made the first batch that it would be far too sweet for Gretchen and me. The non-sweet batch was great, however.
This evening Gretchen and I watched the first episode of the fourth season of Fargo. It was good, but it deviated substantially from the formula all the other seasons (and the original movie) had followed.


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